YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Preach (Official Audio)

YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Preach (Official Audio)



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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Preach (Official Audio)

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
  • I turned the preacher daughter bad, I think I'm a dummy
    These niggas know what up, know I'm bout whateva'
    I'm in the streets I keep that heat, you know I be steppin'
    I miss the nawf just like my granny, my heart in them trenches
    Yo' girl gone cheat on you for nothing
    So I'm done with these bitches
    I think about it every minute, ain't stoppin' my mission
    On my payroll I got hittas I pay 'em commision
    Interrogated by detectives won't tell 'em I did it
    I told Montana that I love him, on Dave I meant it
    Put 20 thousand on his head, they catch him I send it
    Get on my knee on side the bed like "father, forgive me"
    Was sellin' weed fucked up my profit, I ain't make a dolla'
    The fame getting to my niggas, I cut off my partners
    Before I call on you, I put my trust up in this choppa'
    Movin' like he can't get touched real quick, I bet I stop em'
    Nigga ain't give me shit but hand out like I owe him something
    I don't give a fuck if we step together, I'll show you something
    Bitches think they slick, they all deceive so I'll never love em'
    Bre was my first love but she changed so I'll never trust her
    This the files of a nigga who ain't neva' bleed
    This the story of a child who was in them streets
    Why the fuck I'm taking care of them? They ain't do shit for me
    Why the fuck I'm showing you so much love?
    And bitch you leaving me
    Keandre dead, the only thing I think about is Tyler
    I'm full of pain and wake up every morning and I'm smilin'
    They think I'm dumb
    You got me fucked up I got plenty knowledge
    They don't give a fuck about how I feel
    They don't know my problems
    Just 'cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said
    I let some shots off in the air for my niggas dead
    Do anything in the world for you, I'm livin' red
    Showin' love to them niggas they might bust my head
    Mad 'bout a gun, but for a fact I won't do you nothin'
    Mad that I'm up but you remember you ain't give me nothing
    I ain't give up on my mission, fuck you mean bitch I was steady hustlin'
    Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I steady strugglin'
    Montana know about my pain and everything I told him
    I told him watch what he was saying, but shit I had to fold him
    Up in that cell bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold me
    Youngboy a soldier, I remember what my grampa told me
    Batty bwoy if you cross I'ma take your life
    I'm full of drugs so I'ma die if I get caught tonight
    Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
    NBA to the end, it's a way of life
    Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin
    He was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
    You spell it backwards, what that mean? Nigga murder
    Livin' wrong or right, trustin' nobody 'til the his time come
    Yo' ex just exposed you, now you mad like I was neva' here
    Where I come from I gotta keep this bitch up on my hip
    Momma' forgive me for all the times I use to trip
    Know its a purpose in this world why I need to live
    It ain't too long
    Y'all don't give a fuck 'bout me, bitch
    I did something for all y'all, y'all got me fucked up
    Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile in nobody face
    Y'all tell me 'bout all y'all problems, y'all don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
    Bitch I been feelin' like I'm finna die
    Bitch I cry alone
    This for all them young niggas who gone
    And all the people who miss they babies, you heard me?
    Fuck everybody who ain't mine, y'all ain't making my life no betta', gang
    Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin
    He was abandoned as a child screaming red rum
    You spell it backwards, what that mean? Nigga murder
    Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody 'til the his time come
    Batty bwoy if you cross I'ma take your life
    I'm full of drugs so I'ma die if I get caught tonight
    Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
    NBA to the end, it's a way of life

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